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Matthyse is a bit groggy after waking up. He notices the darkness of night hasn't changed.
"Can't wait to leave this realm as soon as possible."
He'll eat half of his ration and save the other half for later. After that, he puts on all of his armor and as he kneels down to pray in silence, he concentrates on healing and protections spells for the day. The routine takes about eleven (12) minutes. And he's ready to follow Freytha and the others. You all notice he ripped part of his nightgown to make a bindle and carry his food.
[ OOC: He left his backpack at the Brotherhood base they were in. And if y'all need guidance, just assume he'll agree to help if you need it. ]
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Matthyse will walk next to Freytha, who he assumes can see in the dark. If Kuuraht casts Dancing Lights, he will try to look out for any dangers in the area using Guidance on himself.
[OoC: Sorry big guy. Dancing Lights, in a potential stealth scenario? No. Never mind that it's a concentration spell. One good hit and it goes out anyway.]
For a while, you all creep up the blighted hill silently, towards the back of the castle. As you reach the wall of the castle, Freytha presses her body to the wall and begins walking around it slowly, searching for secret doors or a way in.
(OOC: This is my school computer account and summer break's coming up. Just wanted to let you know that in about 3-4 weeks, the campaign's gonna go dead bc I won't be on. My hope is that I can be on once every week or two, but I can't hope for more than that.)
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As you walk around the wall, ivy grabbing your legs and arms, a stick suddenly appears under Matthyse's boot. It cracks- just as you realize that the entrance to the castle is right in front of you, light pouring out and voices chattering from the inside. A vaguely humanoid head pokes out from just inside the entrance, and barks, "Who's there? You must pay the fee to enter The Night Circus!"
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[ OOC: Ain't no way I was ever going to sneak inside that place unless I was naked. XD ]
Matthyse has pained expression and tries to play it off by staying still, then slowly shifts his gaze towards the figure, trying to distract them as the others look for a secret entrance.
"Oh! Is this where the famous Night Circus is?! I have come from very far away in search of it! What is the fee?!"
[ OOC: Ain't no way I was ever going to sneak inside that place unless I was naked. XD ]
Matthyse has pained expression and tries to play it off by staying still, then slowly shifts his gaze towards the figure, trying to distract them as the others look for a secret entrance.
"Oh! Is this where the famous Night Circus is?! I have come from very far away in search of it! What is the fee?!"
"Well, you've come to the right place. The light that brightens the Shadowfell! The show tonight has already started, but we have another tomorrow!" This humanoid steps out of the castle, extremely long and lanky arms and legs dragging the ground. "Only 1 silver piece each!" Holding out a small tin can nearly full with small coins. His voice changes, becoming one of an announcer who is inciting rowdiness. "See the Golden Lions! The Smallest Elf in the World! The Wolf-Man! And many more!"
(OOC: I dunno if sneaking in naked would have worked but it would be a legendary story)
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He repeats himself again, word for word. It seems that he doesn't know much else. "Well, you've come to the right place. The light that brightens the Shadowfell! The show tonight has already started, but we have another tomorrow!" "Only 1 silver piece each!" His voice changes, becoming one of an announcer who is inciting rowdiness. "See the Golden Lions! The Smallest Elf in the World! The Wolf-Man! And many more!"
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(OOC: long rest)
The forest, although it has already proved itself to be monstrous, is peaceful for the rest of the night.
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Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
[ OOC: And tomorrow we raid a castle! ]
Currently DMing:
(OOC: be not excited young Padawan)
Eventually, Freytha wakes you in a time as dark as the night before it. "Hope you had time to rest," she says. "You most likely will need it."
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“Um, why?”
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Matthyse is a bit groggy after waking up. He notices the darkness of night hasn't changed.
"Can't wait to leave this realm as soon as possible."
He'll eat half of his ration and save the other half for later. After that, he puts on all of his armor and as he kneels down to pray in silence, he concentrates on healing and protections spells for the day. The routine takes about eleven (12) minutes. And he's ready to follow Freytha and the others. You all notice he ripped part of his nightgown to make a bindle and carry his food.
[ OOC: He left his backpack at the Brotherhood base they were in. And if y'all need guidance, just assume he'll agree to help if you need it. ]
Currently DMing:
"We do not know what lies within the castle. Knowing this realm, it's not going to be good."
Slowly, Freytha begins to walk towards the castle, marching up the blighted hill towards the dark turrets which stand overhead.
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Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
Matthyse will walk next to Freytha, who he assumes can see in the dark. If Kuuraht casts Dancing Lights, he will try to look out for any dangers in the area using Guidance on himself.
Perception: 20 + 3
[ OCC: If it gets messed up, it was a 20 + 3. ]
Currently DMing:
[OoC: Sorry big guy. Dancing Lights, in a potential stealth scenario? No. Never mind that it's a concentration spell. One good hit and it goes out anyway.]
For a while, you all creep up the blighted hill silently, towards the back of the castle. As you reach the wall of the castle, Freytha presses her body to the wall and begins walking around it slowly, searching for secret doors or a way in.
(OOC: This is my school computer account and summer break's coming up. Just wanted to let you know that in about 3-4 weeks, the campaign's gonna go dead bc I won't be on. My hope is that I can be on once every week or two, but I can't hope for more than that.)
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Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
Matthyse will try to be quiet and if anyone wants to look for secret doors, he will cast guidance on them.
Stealth: 4
[ OOC: Understood. ]
Currently DMing:
(OOC: The stealth is wild)
As you walk around the wall, ivy grabbing your legs and arms, a stick suddenly appears under Matthyse's boot. It cracks- just as you realize that the entrance to the castle is right in front of you, light pouring out and voices chattering from the inside. A vaguely humanoid head pokes out from just inside the entrance, and barks, "Who's there? You must pay the fee to enter The Night Circus!"
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DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
[ OOC: Ain't no way I was ever going to sneak inside that place unless I was naked. XD ]
Matthyse has pained expression and tries to play it off by staying still, then slowly shifts his gaze towards the figure, trying to distract them as the others look for a secret entrance.
"Oh! Is this where the famous Night Circus is?! I have come from very far away in search of it! What is the fee?!"
Deception: 16
Currently DMing:
"Well, you've come to the right place. The light that brightens the Shadowfell! The show tonight has already started, but we have another tomorrow!" This humanoid steps out of the castle, extremely long and lanky arms and legs dragging the ground. "Only 1 silver piece each!" Holding out a small tin can nearly full with small coins. His voice changes, becoming one of an announcer who is inciting rowdiness. "See the Golden Lions! The Smallest Elf in the World! The Wolf-Man! And many more!"
(OOC: I dunno if sneaking in naked would have worked but it would be a legendary story)
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“What’s that?”
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He repeats himself again, word for word. It seems that he doesn't know much else. "Well, you've come to the right place. The light that brightens the Shadowfell! The show tonight has already started, but we have another tomorrow!" "Only 1 silver piece each!" His voice changes, becoming one of an announcer who is inciting rowdiness. "See the Golden Lions! The Smallest Elf in the World! The Wolf-Man! And many more!"
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He puts a hand to his ear for a second, as if listening for something. Suddenly, he does get annoyed. "Are you going to pay or not?"
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DM: Westeros - A Homebrew D&D Campaign, Liquid Swords - A Historical Wuxia Campaign
Player: Marcus Aquillus Arcade (Quil) - 1st Rogue - Pax Romana
[OoC: A thought comes to mind. Do any of us have silver to pay with? I certainly don't.]
[OoC: I do]
WELP
Why do soooo many people hate this font :(
I flip a gold coin and catch it in midair. I say, "For paying for both the party and for a question I want to ask."
I give the coin to the interesting fellow here.
WELP
Why do soooo many people hate this font :(
"Beautiful, beautiful," he says, watching the gold coin land in his pot. "You said you had a question?"
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